No matter how tired I am, I'll keep doing my best in helping the babies. Seeing them helpless - fighting for their new life outside the womb, made me feel hurt.
They are cyring. Crying for help. They can't talk like we do. But they feel the same as we are. If its painful, then it truly is. It's us to understand what they need. And I could not just stand there doing nothing, whilst God have given me the abilities to do what I can with my limited knowledge.
This field is not just for the sake of work. I'm not 'working' as a doctor.
But I'm serving to return to Him what He has given to me. My destination is not here. This is just a journey. Everything that I did here - whether its bad or wrong, will somehow returns to me in a way that is appropriate to what I deserve. This field opened my eyes about life and death. Also, the ultimate purpose of living in this world.
Just a short entry to share my thoughts in the middle of the night. My experience teaches me something new every single day. I'm blessed.
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| This picture reminds me of my dream to become a doctor. Allah granted my wish. |
